Category Archives: Poems

PEACE PERFECT PEACE

Election fights at last are o’er and all is now quiet in the towns and across the meadows. Media waves no longer insult the air and placards have gone off the streets. No longer need to call our rivals liars … Continue reading

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DISILLUSIONED

  Composed September 2012   She haunts the upper hallway, discouraged and dismay displayed, watching our well-heeled hotel room. She waits to clean it, portraying a parody of demeanor corporate directives demand: servility with a smile.   Past retirement age, … Continue reading

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At the END OF THE DAY

At the END OF THE DAY is a collection of the best of the author’s short stories, published previously in OF HEAVEN & EARTH and REPORT FROM MARS, together with selected essays, poems and memoirs written over the past thirty years. … Continue reading

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WINDS

Who knows which way the wind will blow today? An east wind whines and brings unhappy news of neighbors stressed so power and wealth can play. Young lives, like flowers, may quickly fade and lose their bloom, which greed soon … Continue reading

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NIGHT VISIONS

NIGHT VISIONS By Diana Sigler   It’s two in the morning–dark, deadly quiet. My back is hurting. I cannot sleep… and the night visions begin.   During the bright busy day these visions shrink into some corner of my mind, … Continue reading

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A BOMBING RAID 1941

The rising and falling howls of air raid sirens tear me tiredly from my sleep. At one or two o’clock, most nights are the same. I am three years old. My mother calls me and will soon appear to wrap … Continue reading

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DISILLUSIONED

She haunts the upper hallway, discouraged and dismay displayed, watching our well-heeled hotel room. She waits to clean it, portraying a parody of demeanor demanded by corporate directives: servility with a smile.   Past retirement age, battling gray hair, facial … Continue reading

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